Archer was surprised. He was stunned to see Everlee at his fiancé’s home and too curious to know why she was there. What are you doing here? Everlee was about to ask him, but she stopped herself before she could, as she heard her mom approaching her from behind. "Mr. Wealth, what are you doing here?" Mrs. Poppy asked curiously now standing beside Everlee. Everlee looked at her mother and Archer repeatedly, confused about how they knew each other. Archer returned Everlee's stare every time she looked at him. Paris overheard her fiancé’s name in the dining room and quickly rushed from the table to see him. Though her mom had an issue with them meeting or being too close to each other, she just wanted to see his face and to hear his soothing voice just for a minute, and of course, she finds it quite rude not to greet him after he had visited her home. "Mr. Archer," Paris called entering the hallway. Archer's eyes slowly paused at Everlee now discovering that she was somehow related
The entire evening Everlee ignored Paris. Paris hated it. She couldn't stand being disregarded by her dear sister. The night she thought about going to check on her to see if she was okay, but she dreads Everlee will become agitated by her and so she stopped herself before she could and hope that tomorrow she would be in a better mood. The following morning Paris went downstairs to have her breakfast aspiring her sister to be in the dining room having her breakfast and in a cheerful mood rather than yesterday. She was disappointed she was still in her room. "Good morning mom," greeted Paris as she sat down to have her breakfast. "Are you prepared for another long shopping for your wedding today?" inquired Mrs. Poppy sipping her tea. Paris nodded. She was not excited about going out shopping when her sister was locked in her room, not in a good spirit. Paris took a small bite at her toast. "Let your sister know she must come along with us in making shopping easier for us than yest
Discovering Paris had seen her. Everlee ran quickly to the park and hid behind a tree. She secretly peeks from the tree hoping Paris didn't follow her until it felt safe for her to revealed herself. Where are you Archer, she worried about Archer being late to meet her. Knowing Paris had seen her she needed to return home before Paris did and made her believe she saw someone else from across the road. Within a few minutes, Everlee saw Archer's carriage coming toward her. She inhaled heavily and exhaled slowly preparing to do what she was here for and that was to end what they had and begged him to still marry her sister. Archer exited the carriage quickly. Everlee stared at him sadly at how handsome and attractive he was and that she will have to let him go no matter how hard it is. "I spotted your sister and your mother nearby, we have to go somewhere secret," Archer told Everlee as he took her by the hand and helped her into his carriage. The carriage quickly drove off. "I can't g
"Mom," Paris called frighteningly. "What is it and why you're frightening me," said Mrs. Poppy angrily. "Tomorrow in the afternoon is the Greenfield celebration for all farmers, and I stupidly forget to ask Archer to join us," retorted Paris. "Don't worry your father wrote to him about it," answered Mrs. Poppy. "Did he write back that he'd join us?" asked Paris curiously. "Your father hasn't received any response from him as yet," replied Mrs. Poppy. Paris was saddened by her mom's response. "If he had I'm positive he wouldn't be interested to join us, Greenfield seems to be too country for him," said Mrs. Poppy. "Yes," Paris agreed sadly but still she wished Archer would be so kind enough and as her soon-to-be husband to join her at the big celebration She was looking forward to showing him off to all the men in Greenfield who have shove her aside and didn't pay her any mind because she wasn't pretty enough for them. "Tomorrow early, I'll be going to see all the decoration i
The following morning, while going down for breakfast, Paris wanted to check on her sister, but she stopped herself before she could. She went straight downstairs and into the dining room. Paris greeted her mom morning and sat to have her breakfast. As Paris was about to sip her tea, she saw Everlee entering the dining room. She gazed at her and noticed she didn't have a well rest last night. Under her eyes, she had dark circles and she looked tired. "Good morning," Everlee said as she sat down. Mrs. Poppy and Paris nodded and consumed their breakfast. "Did Paris talk to you about your dress, since you're her only bride maid?" Mrs. Poppy inquired Everlee. Everlee looked at Paris. "I see she didn't," said Mrs. Poppy noticing the confusing stare they both exchanged. "I'll be leaving now to check on the decorations for the wedding, please make sure you purchase the bride maid dress before the end of this week," Mrs. Poppy told Everlee as she got up from the chair. "I'll meet you b
"Mom, she's awake?" Paris shouted as Everlee opened her eyes. Everlee looked around the room seeing she was home. She tried to get up, but Paris stopped her. "You gave us a fright at the celebration," said Paris gently touching the right side of her sister's face, worried. "I'm sorry," apologized Everlee. "You don't have to apologize, but don't worry, the doctor is coming here to give you a check-up." "No, I don't need a doctor, I was just a bit tired of not sleeping well last night," Everlee told Paris as she sat up. "Please tell mom, she doesn't need to call the doctor," Everlee implored Paris. Paris nodded and left her room. Everlee laid back down in bed, her mind soon went on Archer. Her eyes closed unhappily and stressed, recollecting Archer and her sister today. It was very depressing to see them so close, knowing she had to give him up for her Paris. Paris returned. "Mom had informed the doctor not to come again," Paris told her sister. Everlee nodded. Paris sat besi
It's been days since Everlee had been gone and a day from now was Paris's wedding. "Paris," Mrs. Poppy called as she entered her room. Paris turned to look at her, away from her window. "You're going to be married tomorrow, why do you look so sad and miserable?" Mrs. Poppy asked. "I wish Everlee's heartless boss didn't cancel her vacation with us," Paris complained. Mrs. Poppy walked over to her and held her face. "Try to be happy for tomorrow, for you know Everlee would not be happy knowing you're here in your room stressed out and sad that she's not here." Paris smiled and began to cheer up, knowing her mom was right. "Yes, that's how I want you to look, soon-to-be Mrs. Wealth," said Mrs. Poppy. Paris smiled even more. Paris hasn't seen Archer since the day he attended the farmer's celebration. She was excited to see his handsome face tomorrow and to look him in the eye when she says I do. "I'm leaving now to get one last look at the church to see that everything is in ord
After the wedding, Paris thought Archer Wealth would have broken off the stern rule he had offered her to proceed with their arranged marriage, and learn to love her as the only woman in his life, but he didn't. He left her a day after the honeymoon, untouched and still a virgin. Paris Wealth was hurt and heartbroken but still believed he'd love her one day. She waited patiently for him to return. Two years after her husband had returned home, Paris was elated and thought he had come back for her, he didn't. He ignored her and focus only on his business as always. Knowing what had caused him to be so cold-hearted towards her, Paris was not going to relinquish the love she had for him, she is persistent to fight for her husband until he has the heart to love her and accept her as his wife. Will Archer Wealth ever love his wife? or will Paris Wealth move on seeing her husband will never love her?
When Paris entered Greyson's large home for the first, she was appalled to see her pet Kitten, Archie. Greyson was taking care of him. Paris dwelled with Greyson in his home at Logan Circle for 6 months, before they became wife and husband. They were waiting on the divorce to be finalized with Archer. During the waiting process, Paris lived a happy life with Greyson. Greyson treated her like a queen and introduced her to his family. Greyson's mom loved Paris and thought her to be a great match for her son. Paris felt so welcome by them. Everlee wrote Paris numerous times begging her for forgiveness and that she and Archer are not together. Paris would ignore her letters, not wanting to have anything to do with her. Before Paris and Greyson got married. Paris wanted to inform her mother Mr. and Mrs. Poppy first and to get their blessing. They were so happy when they saw Paris but surprised to discover that she was no longer with Archer and with Greyson. After Paris told them everythi
Paris had arrived at the train station. She wiped away her tears and bought a ticket to go to Washington. Within half an hour the train was ready. Paris got into the train and soon it started off. Along the way, she cried, hurt that her own sister betray her. She couldn't wait to find Greyson and cry in his arms. He was the only man that made her feel loved but in the end, she foolishly made Archer ruin things for her.She grew tired of crying, she was exhausted and slept along the way.The train stopped and Paris's eyes opened. She had reached. She stood and looked through the window at the new surrounding she was in while everyone passed her exiting the train. She finally made her way out and stopped at the entrance of the train station unsure of what move to make now.Paris watched as the passenger who was on the train with her got into their carriage and drove off. It seemed they had their personal coachman who was waiting on them. Everyone seemed to."Excuse me," Paris stopped a
"Paris," Archer called frightened as his lips left Everlee, sensing she was there.Everlee eyes widened seeing her sister.Paris froze. Tears slowly run from her eyes now discovering the secret her husband and her little sister had been hiding from her all these years.Everlee stood silent, shocked by her big sister's presence. Archer stood at her side alarmed as he leered at his wife, he had finally won back, knowing he had now lost her. This time forever.Paris looked at her little nephew and niece steadily and paused at Archer."I'm sorry," she heard Everlee cry out. "I thought you two weren't together anymore."Paris cried out loud and ran past them going upstairs."Paris!" Archer yelled.Paris went into her room and angrily began to pack her clothes.As she went into her drawer, she heard Archer enter her room."I don't love her the way I once did," said Archer. "The love I have for you is much stronger," Archer told Paris.Paris spun around angry."Is she the one you left me for
Paris lay sadly in bed as Archer's doctor examined her. Archer waited anxiously outside for the doctor to complete his examination in knowing what is wrong with her. "I'm I having an abnormal period?" Paris asked. "Please wait until I've completed my examination," retorted the doctor. "I see why you're bleeding so heavily," the doctor began to take off his gloves. Paris leered at him worried. "You are having a miscarriage," said the doctor. Paris looked at him in disbelief. She didn't believe a word the doctor said. "How could it be, I saw my period last month," said Paris. "That could be an abnormal period that happens something to females when they're pregnant but what is happening to you now is you losing your baby," retorted the doctor. Paris looked away sullenly. The baby she had lost was Greyson. She had to tell him. She began to cry. "Have you fallen or got any hard hit?" the doctor asked. "I've fallen twice trying to help Archer from the shower," Paris cried as she
Paris sullenly went into the carriage on her way back to Archer's home. The entire journey she stared into the distance heartbroken. She's finally reached home. She remained at the back of the carriage not wanting to leave. "Miss, we've arrived," the coachman informed her. Paris nodded and slowly made her way out. As she got out of the carriage she motioned to Archer's home and paused, two-step away from the entrance door of his home before entering. Seeing and being next to the large home, made her feel rather sad. It only reminded her of the sad moments she had here with Archer. She didn't want to be reminded of it, she walked around the home and stood at the side. A smile appeared on her face recollecting meeting Greyson there for the first. It was when she couldn't find her cat, Archie. She began to cry. Paris sat in the garden before going inside, as she did she thought about all the other wonderful moments she and Greyson had shared. She thought about how she loved seeing him
Archer slept throughout the visit hours.Mr. Jonathan didn't get the chance to speak to his son when he entered the room, for he was already fast asleep. At the end of the visit, he and Paris said their goodbyes. Paris kissed Archer on her forehead before she leaves. Her kiss was not a part of her and Archer pretending to be a happily married couple. She was just happy that he fought to keep alive in the surgery and that he was going to be fine now.Mr. Jonathan carried her back to the hotel and they both said their goodbyes. Paris took off her coat and placed it on the hanger. As she did she paused and looked around the suite sullenly, she and her fiance used to share. Her head lowered to her finger staring at the wedding ring he had given her. Her fingers ran over it. She began to cry.The spot Paris laid in returning from the hospital. She stayed there until it was night. She couldn't stop thinking about the letter Greyson left her. She wanted to run to him, but she feared her no l
After Greyson stormed from the hotel angry. Paris cried and sat in the living room waiting for him. She waited the entire night worried about him. Night had passed and it was morning, but still Greyson didn't return. Paris was tired and sleepy after staying awake the entire night for him.Paris drank some coffee trying to stay awake after taking a shower. It was time to visit Archer at the hospital but she didn't feel like going after the option Greyson had given her. She didn't want Greyson to believe she had chosen Archer over him. She loved him, but she didn't want to break the promise she made to Archer and wished Greyson could at least understand her. Greyson once said he understood that she had a big heart that's why she cared so much for others but she wished he had understood her in the way he should. What he said were just words eluding from his lips, words he didn't comprehend as he should about her for he surely didn't show it for her last night. It was okay that he was ups
As Paris entered the suit of the hotel. She was surprised Greyson was home already."I thought, I would leave work early to comfort you of the day you had," said Greyson meeting her in the living room.Paris froze staring at him as he walked to her with both arms widened. Greyson hugged her. Her chin rested on his shoulder ashamed of returning his hug. She began to cry hating she had let him down.Before their face could meet Paris wiped away her tears."How was today?" asked Greyson."It was okay, Archer is handling the news about his injury very well," retorted Paris."That's good," said Greyson.Paris nodded."I'm tired," I'm going to get some sleep," said Paris as she walked off."Do you want me to order dinner for you later?" asked Greyson."I'm not hungry.""Okay," retorted Greyson.As Paris entered her bedroom. She lay down sadly and her right hand touched her lips recollecting the kiss she shared with Archer. She could never allow Greyson to find out about it and the other agr
The morning Paris sat and played with her breakfast not having any appetite."Do you think you're strong enough to see him today?" asked Greyson worried."I have to visit him, I promised him," retorted Paris.Greyson nodded.Going to the hospital Paris was quiet on the entire way."Everything will be okay, soon," Greyson tried to encourage Paris as she got out of the carriage.They both said their goodbyes and she entered the hospital heading straight to Archer's room.As she almost got to the door of Archer's room a doctor was exiting his room."Doctor," Paris stopped him."Good morning, why didn't you tell Archer that he may never walk again?" Paris asked."He knows," responded the doctor quickly.Pars became silent with sadness."Your husband is doing far better than anyone who had had similar injuries as him, within a few weeks you will be able to take him home, but he'll need to return to the hospital for physiotherapy to help him walk again or see if there's any hope."Paris nod